Hi everyone, I am so pleased to be able to share
with you today PIECES FOR YOU by Genna Rulon which is the second book in
her For You series and releases
today, the 17th December!
I have already read this book (my review will post
later this week) & it is amazing! You can check out my review of the first
book in the series, Only For You here
PIECES FOR YOU
Title: Pieces For You
Series: For You #2
Published: December 17, 2013
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Amazon
Synopsis:
"The phoenix hope, can wing her way
through the desert skies, and still defying fortune's spite; revive from ashes
and rise.” -Miguel de Cervantes
Samantha Whitney survived unimaginable tragedy only to discover she had been
betrayed by a man who claimed to love her. Shattered, Sam spends months at a
safe haven trying to piece herself back together. Ready or not, the time has
come for her to return home.
As Sam struggles to resume a life that no longer feels familiar, she finds
unwavering support in an unexpected, familiar face. Confronting Sam’s raw
emotions and open wounds head-on, Griffin manages to take two steps forward for
every step she retreats.
But when Sam is once again threatened, Griffin must decide how far he is
willing to go to protect the woman he wants…knowing the cost of her safety is
the risk of losing her.
Pieces For You is a captivating journey of survival, healing, and
sacrifice—teeming with honesty, humor, unexpected twists, and love’s
unsurpassed endurance.
• This story is appropriate for readers
18+
• Though Only For You is a part of the
For You Series, the book can be read as a stand-alone.
Author Bio:
Genna
Rulon is an up-and-coming contemporary romance author who loves nothing more
than a good love story.
During
her 15 years in the corporate world, Genna, inspired by her love of reading,
fantasized about penning her own stories. Encouraged by her favorite
authors, many of whom are indie writers and self-published, she committed to
pursue her aspirations of writing her own novels.
Genna
was raised on Long Island in New York, where she still resides, surrounded by
the most amazing family and friends. Married to a wonderful man who
patiently tolerates her ramblings about whichever book she is currently working
on, even feigning interest relatively convincingly! Genna is blessed with
two little boys who do their best to thwart mommy's writing time with their
hilarious antics and charming extrapolations.
All
of Genna’s reviews are brought to you courtesy of copious amounts of coffee and
Disney Junior (something has to entertain the boys when mommy is writing).
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EXCERPT:
I
made my way to the kitchen where I spotted Everleigh perched on Hunter’s lap as
he
fed her an omelet. I grabbed a Greek yogurt from the fridge before joining them
at the
kitchen
table.
“I
think I liked you better when you were all reserved and aloof…this touchy-feely
Hunter
is kind of freaking me out,” I teased.
In
reality, I was overjoyed to see my best friend finally receiving the affection
and love
she
deserved. Ev and Hunter’s journey to couplehood had been fraught with secrecy
and
delayed
gratification. At one point, I had debated drugging them both and throwing them
into
bed together to speed up the process. I was getting sexually frustrated just
watching
their
self-denial…I’m not sure how Ev didn’t combust.
“You
are just jealous you don’t have one of Hunter’s famous omelets. My man has many
talents—big,
impressive talents.”
“Are
you offering me a sample of Hunter’s impressive talent?”
Ev
nearly spit the coffee out of her mouth.
“Paws
off lady, I don’t share.”
“You
always did monopolize all the good toys when we were kids, never sharing your
Malibu
Barbie.”
“For
the hundredth time, you had the same freaking Malibu Barbie, along with
her
Malibu mansion, convertible, coordinating wardrobe, scooter, and whatever other
accessories
Mattel had marketed that year. There was no reason for you to want my Malibu
Barbie,”
Ev returned with exasperation. This was an ancient debate, which may pre-date
the
conflict in the Middle East.
“But
your Malibu Barbie had a couture hand-sewn wardrobe and Meme painted Barbie’s
nails
with that little marker—so stylish…so me.”
“And
then mom sewed a coordinating wardrobe for your Barbie and painted her nails.
There
was no difference.”
“But
your Barbie was the first, the trendsetter. Mine was just a copycat wannabe.”
Ev
threw her hands in the air dramatically. “I give up! Fine, you want my Malibu
Barbie?
We can switch. Will that make you happy and finally end this ridiculous
debate?”
“No
need, I switched them during a sleepover one night. I’ve had the innovative
fashionista
for the last thirteen years.”
“Are
you freaking kidding me? You stole my Barbie? What is wrong with you?” she
asked,
no longer pretending to be annoyed by our age-old dispute…oops, I probably
shouldn’t
have fessed up to that particular truth.
I
shrugged. “Sorry, but you really didn’t appreciate her. You didn’t even notice
when I
made
the swap—what kind of mother are you?”
Ev
lunged across the table and would have caught me if Hunter’s arm hadn’t locked
around
her waist and hauled her back into his lap.
“Why
you—“ Ev didn’t get the chance to finish what was sure to be a scathing
reprimand
because
Hunter’s mouth was on hers in the blink of an eye, distracting her with what I
can only
say was impressive technique.
When
he finally broke the kiss, Ev was glassy-eyed and breathless.
“Would
you like an omelet, Sam?” Hunter asked as if he had not just laid a scorching
kiss
on my best friend seconds before. Bravo, Hunter, bravo.
“You
are not preparing breakfast for that…that…Barbie snatcher. Come on, Mr. FBI
Man,
can’t you drag her down to headquarters and charge her with something? She may
have
even departed the country with Barbie at some point. That’s a federal
offense—do
something
useful with that badge of yours.”
Hunter rose, somehow managing to hoist
Everleigh over his shoulder, and started down
the
hall.
“Excuse
us, Sam. Your best friend evidently needs a reminder of how useful I can be.”
I
could hear Ev’s half-hearted protests as Hunter shut her bedroom door. I
laughed
aloud
at their antics. Ev was one of the most determined people I had ever met. She
could
easily
steamroll over most adversaries. It was divine intervention that she fell head
over
heels
for the one man who could best her. He challenged her and she loved every
minute of
it.
They were a unit, stronger together than their individual halves.
